"Pleeease?" Arwen whined, trying her most adorable puppy-dog face.
"Pleease?" She stopped. "Eowyn? Are you, like, even listening?"
Eowyn had been practicing her swordfighting. She stopped for a moment, and laid the blade carefully down on her dresser. "I'm trying not to. What do you want?"
"I want you to date Aragorn! Get it?"
"I thought I heard his name. Elaborate."
Arwen politely refrained from mentioning that she had been doing so for a half-hour whilst Eowyn had been waving a pointy object unnervingly close to her head. "Well, you know who Aragorn is, right?"
"Ranger guy? Gross hair?"
"Yeah. Well my dad wants me to like, totally sacrifice my immortality and marry him. He says it'll be good for elven-human relationships." She practiced a pout. "And he says I like, drive him nuts. But I don't want to marry Aragorn! He's like, so violent! And he never washes his hair."
Eowyn knew exactly what was coming, but she was rather in the mood to annoy her guest. "So?"
"Well, if he falls in love with you, then he won't want to marry me! And I can find like, some cute elf, and well, you know." She caught Eowyn's reluctant expression. "You don't have to marry him! Just get him away from me!"
Eowyn twirled her sword in close proximity to Arwen's left ear. "What do I get for this?"
"The satisfaction of helping another human being?" She paused. "Well. uh. what about, like, a ring of power or something?"
"What! You have one of the elven-rings?" Eowyn stared at her unbelievingly. "What's its power? Perfect hair or something?"
"My dad has it," Arwen amended. "But I can get it..deal?"
Eowyn smiled, rather predatorily. She almost felt bad of taking advantage of Arwen. Almost. "I get Aragorn away from you, and I get a ring. Deal."
Eowyn had been practicing her swordfighting. She stopped for a moment, and laid the blade carefully down on her dresser. "I'm trying not to. What do you want?"
"I want you to date Aragorn! Get it?"
"I thought I heard his name. Elaborate."
Arwen politely refrained from mentioning that she had been doing so for a half-hour whilst Eowyn had been waving a pointy object unnervingly close to her head. "Well, you know who Aragorn is, right?"
"Ranger guy? Gross hair?"
"Yeah. Well my dad wants me to like, totally sacrifice my immortality and marry him. He says it'll be good for elven-human relationships." She practiced a pout. "And he says I like, drive him nuts. But I don't want to marry Aragorn! He's like, so violent! And he never washes his hair."
Eowyn knew exactly what was coming, but she was rather in the mood to annoy her guest. "So?"
"Well, if he falls in love with you, then he won't want to marry me! And I can find like, some cute elf, and well, you know." She caught Eowyn's reluctant expression. "You don't have to marry him! Just get him away from me!"
Eowyn twirled her sword in close proximity to Arwen's left ear. "What do I get for this?"
"The satisfaction of helping another human being?" She paused. "Well. uh. what about, like, a ring of power or something?"
"What! You have one of the elven-rings?" Eowyn stared at her unbelievingly. "What's its power? Perfect hair or something?"
"My dad has it," Arwen amended. "But I can get it..deal?"
Eowyn smiled, rather predatorily. She almost felt bad of taking advantage of Arwen. Almost. "I get Aragorn away from you, and I get a ring. Deal."